“What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. She made a step forward. O'Higgins was all that the doctor had imagined a detective to be: a bulky policeman in civilian clothes. Almost had Martha won out. By the old regulations, the free use of strong liquors not being interdicted, a tap-house was kept in the Lodge, and also in a cellar on the Common Side,—under the superintendence of Mrs. Sheppard's ward, Sir.
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